March 28, 2006

but where's the hot chick in my head?

You scored as Dr Gaius Baltar. You have betrayed humanity, for a blonde. However you’d rather people learnt to just get past that. After all, you never meant wipe out the human race. Luckily you are cleverer than everyone else, so no one will ever know. Even though they look at you with suspicion behind their eyes.

Dr Gaius Baltar

88%

CPO Galen Tyrol

75%

Capt. Lee Adama (Apollo)

69%

President Laura Roslin

69%

Commander William Adama

63%

Number 6

44%

Lt. Kara Thrace (Starbuck)

38%

Tom Zarek

38%

Col. Saul Tigh

31%

Lt. Sharon Valerii (Boomer)

31%

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is this troubling? or is it more troubling that i’m sneaky and untrustworthy, yet i don’t seem to be having pretend sex in my head. or am i? more than anything, i think this underscores for me how much more kickass bsg is than firefly. what is the whole fucking big deal over that show? is it just the ex-buffy fans getting a hardon for anything whedon does? i’ve watched three of the dvd’s so far, and while it’s not bad, it’s certainly not worthy of “the best show ever” accolades that they constantly give it. hell, i don’t even know if it’s better than rescue me. but “best show ever” starts competing in turf where shows like the prisoner or homicide: life on the street play, and honestly, it’s not even close.

maybe what bugs me the most is malcolm, the captain guy. because i keep thinking that he’s jason bateman. but he’s not.

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March 27, 2006

heroic grace

the pfa had a series of classic kung fu films this weekend, in conjunction with the sf asian american film festival, entitled heroic grace: the chinese martial arts film, part 2. as opposed to the original series back in 2003, this one focused on shaw brothers films from the 70’s, after the first wave of martial arts films but before the 80’s hong kong renaissance took over.

the interesting thing that michael and i noticed was the difference between the styles of the fight scenes, where they fell into two types: one really gritty, bloody, and semi-realistic (at least in that people got hurt, injured, and were forced to fight on as best they could [dramatic music underscoring their heroic efforts, of course]) and the other where the fight scenes were much longer and more elaborate, featuring lots of people with different styles and/or weapons. the latter ended being stylized to such a point where it almost didn’t look like a fight anymore, but more of an elaborate acrobatic routine, the type of thing you’d see in a chinese opera. the funny thing is that you’d expect the trend to move towards the stylized fight scenes to a point where there’s a big backlash and then the gritty realistic scenes came later. however, the gritty ones were the films from the early seventies, and the stylized ones were from later in the decade (which of course lead to the crazy hyper-exaggerated wire work films of the eighties).

as for my favorite, was it the classic king boxer/five fingers of death which includes the “iron palm” move (remember the “buddha’s palm” from kung fu hustle?)? or maybe dirty ho with the great gordon liu, or the boxer from shantung, whose hatchet gang inspired the axe gang also in KFH? no, by far it has to be clans of intrigue. why? you’ve got to love a movie where it starts out, “the king of the vermillion clan was murdered,” and it shows a guy in the forest, and then a red figure leaps from nowhere and SHWICK! he’s dead! then two other leaders are similarly killed, and only 30 seconds have gone by so far. but really, how can you not love and be amazed by a film that features not only lesbian princesses, but vengeful hermaphrodites. that’s right, i said it: VENGEFUL HERMAPHRODITES.

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March 26, 2006

3.2

finally got the gumption to try and upgrade movable type to 3.2. it looks like it’s working, but be prepared for everything to blow up at any moment. wheee!

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March 24, 2006

disney's wonderful world of vd ride

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March 23, 2006

i'm not sure what part of this has permanently scarred me

DEDICATION HONORS NUDE BRITNEY SPEARS GIVING BIRTH Pop-Star’s Pregnancy Idealized In Brooklyn ‘Monument to Pro-Life’

BROOKLYN (March 22, 2006) —- A nude Britney Spears on a bearskin rug while giving birth to her firstborn marks a ‘first’ for Pro-Life. Pop-star Britney Spears is the “ideal” model for Pro-Life and the subject of a dedication at Capla Kesting Fine Art in Brooklyn’s Williamsburg gallery district, in what is proclaimed the first Pro-Life monument to birth, in April.

Dedication of the life-sized statue celebrates the recent birth of Spears’ baby boy, Sean, and applauds her decision of placing family before career. “A superstar at Britney’s young age having a child is rare in today’s celebrity culture. This dedication honors Britney for the rarity of her choice and bravery of her decision,” said gallery co-director, Lincoln Capla. The dedication includes materials provided by Manhattan Right To Life Committee.

“Monument to Pro-Life: The Birth of Sean Preston,” believed Pro-Life’s first monument to the ‘act of giving birth,’ is purportedly an idealized depiction of Britney in delivery. Natural aspects of Spears’ pregnancy, like lactiferous breasts and protruding naval, compliment a posterior view that depicts widened hips for birthing and reveals the crowning of baby Sean’s head.

The monument also acknowledges the pop-diva’s pin-up past by showing Spears seductively posed on all fours atop a bearskin rug with back arched, pelvis thrust upward, as she clutches the bear’s ears with ‘water-retentive’ hands.

“Britney provides inspiration for those struggling with the ‘right choice’,” said artist Daniel Edwards, recipient of a 2005 Bartlebooth award from London’s The Art Newspaper. “She was number one with Google last year, with good reason —- people are inspired by the beauty of a pregnant woman,” said Edwards.

Capla Kesting denies the statue was developed from a rumored bootleg Britney Spears birth video. The artist admits to using references that include the wax figure of a pole-dancing Britney at Las Vegas’ Madame Tussauds and ‘Britney wigs’ characterizing various hairstyles of the pop-princess from a Los Angeles hairstylist. And according to gallery co-director, David Kesting, the artist studied a bearskin rug from Canada “to convey the commemoration of the traditional bearskin rug baby picture.”

An appropriate location for permanent installation of “Monument to Pro-Life” by Mother’s Day is being sought by the gallery.


all i know is that i am indeed permanently scarred.

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March 20, 2006

70's smack / 00's bs


belle and sebastian at amoeba hollywood
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ohbejuan asks, what did i eat? exempting the obvious, yesterday i attempted to eat very plain soba noodles and miso soup. alas to little avail, as i ended up expelling even before they hit the table, and spent most of sunday all cracked out and uneasy.

what better way to soothe the savaged breast than to spend some time at the cinema? thus we went to the egyptian theatre last night, to take in american cinematheque’s new hollywood series, focusing on groundbreaking films from the 60’s and 70’s. hmc and i term this “70’s realism”, but it’s basically the realistic gritty type films of the era such as chinatown, the french connection, and notably cassavettes’ killing of a chinese bookie. this particular double bill featured john huston’s fat city, a gritty boxing flick starring stacy keach, jeff bridges, and even nicholas colasanto (coach!). i’d like to say i loved it, but honestly i slept through most of it. (see “cracked out state” above)

particularly unfortunately, the second half was panic in needle park, featuring a young al pacino and the fabulous kitty winn in a hard hard look at the life of junkies and dealers in new york. not to belabor a point, but while cracked out, watching the 70’s version of requiem for a dream isn’t the most comforting thing in the world.

today, before driving back home, we stopped in to amoeba hollywood, where it turns out belle and sebastian were doing a free show. my favorite part was where they started off asking, “doesn’t anyone have a job?”

word.
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March 19, 2006

LA city hall at dawn


LA city hall at dawn
Originally uploaded by sassyass.

the view upon reentering the world after our orbish adventures. if you look closely, you can see little marathoners at the bottom.

no, not really.
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the orb playing walt disney concert hall


the orb playing walt disney concert hall
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the rock star lifestyle part 34: after staying out most of the night for the spring all night dance celebration, hmc and i rousted ourselves to fly down to lost angels, checked into the stodgy hilton checkers and then went to see the orb play the walt disney concert hall at midnight.

it ended up being an honest-to-god all night concert in the exact same auditorium, that the very respectable la phil plays in during the day, only dntel started playing at midnight, then boom bip at 1, and john tejada at 2. i love boom bip albums, and was a little suprised at how “rock” they sounded, complete with guitars and drums and the whole shebang. john tejada was just out and out amazing. layers and layers and layers of intricate detroit techno, bleeps and blips all tumbling on top of one another.

as for the orb, they came on at 3am and played a three hour set that was really incredible. just wonderful and delicious and mindblowing. all the favorites mixing into the newer stuff and bubbling out and around. i’m sure the chemical enhancements didn’t hurt either. this may have overtaken my previous favorite concert performance by them, way back over a decade ago at organic (proto-coachella!).

the gucci twins left an hour into the orb, and paula stayed for at least another hour, but hmc stuck it out for the whole thing. pretty great.

and how’s seeing them in a concert hall? it’s kind of funny, because while you don’t have assigned seats, you’re in a section and you’re probably sitting in a seat in that section anyway. so you can stand up and dance a little, but it’s not necessarily conducive to real bootyshaking. yet the fact that the acoustics are so incredibly perfect, allowing you to hear every little nuance of their music, ends up giving you an incredible experience: clarity of music but with the energy of live performance (again, let’s not dwell on merits of live performance of electronic music, etc.).

as we stumbled out in the la dawn, all the streets downtown were blocked off and there were people running around. it turns out that the la marathon was that morning as well. (suddenly, it explains the extreme difficulty in getting a hotel room downtown for that night!) if we had only known, we could have just rolled right into that as well.

uh, right.

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March 16, 2006

motherfucker

i go to my car parked catty-corner from my house to run some errands and then go to a work event down in sunnyvale, to find that someone sliced the top again and broke into my car. thanks a fucking lot. again, they didn’t really get anything, because i don’t really keep anything in there.

things they took this time that they didn’t before:

  • film canister with no more than 7 dimes for parking meters
  • map light
  • various pens
  • another cell phone headset
  • ipod cassette tape audio adapter that squeaks
  • breath mints

i have to say that i’m really pissed off. probably because 1. it was practically in front of my house and 2. i just replaced the top back in september. fucking brand new. and now it’s trashed for about $20 worth of crap.

if you see some guy wearing a headset trying to read a map while squeaking with fresh breath, feel free to kick his ass for me.

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March 13, 2006

upgrade

i’m in denver for work. i fly in last night. it’s 22 degrees cold and snowy. when i arrive at the rental car, i find that they’ve given me a free upgrade to my midsize.

a ford mustang.

in the snow.

brilliant.

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March 6, 2006

an utter travesty

yeah, yeah, i was in tahoe for three days. i’ll talk about that later.

but let’s be clear about something. there’s no way in hell that crash was the best picture of the year. you can take crash and throw in all five nominees for best picture from last year and COMBINED they still WOULDN’T BE AS GOOD AS brokeback mountain.

i don’t know if it’s true that hollywood loves movies about LA, or if it was a bandwagon backlash, or maybe the fact that half of the academy was in crash so half of them voted for themselves, but it’s just wrong. hell, i don’t know if crash was even better than good night, and good luck.

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